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Friday, July 15, 2011

So, my son he got this 4-wheeler (I guess that is what you call them). Well, My husband (Jeff) and my youngest (Kerry) they been having a hell of a time, getting this darn machine running. It has been a more than a month project, and trust me when I say, we got's lots of projects. Remember when we painted the walls.

Anyhow, I have been outside a lot, enjoying my flowers. and I was surprised that I only killed the calibrachoa superbells (this is what I did wrong, straight from the provenwinners.com website :Too much water makes our roots rot (Ick). Full sun. Fertilize once a month. How extra double super easy is that?) In a nutshell, I over watered, put it in the shade, tried to fertilize, but by that point it was a lost cause. So I was disappointed by that, but there is always next year. As usual, I digress.

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There my man is, getting all greased up.

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Back to the subject at hand. My son's four wheeler. It looks so much less dangerous, when it sits in the yard. The last thing you think, is that it is a potential hazard. So night after night, I stared at my husband, as he got all grease monkey on me, pulling strange tool after strange tool out, playing with the wheels. I asked questions, but did I understand? NO!! I still to this day do not know what a swing arm bushing is?

So there came that glorious day when, I heard that familiar VAROOMROOM outside. I ran to door, threw open the screen, and what do my wondering eyes should appear, but four small boys, and two big ones, watching the brand new path being worn into the lawn, or rather that was my impression.

Look, he is in full guffaw mode.

The laughing and guffawing drew me in, so I had to just mosey outside and monitor the fun. I must admit it looked really fun. Maybe that is why, my little Kerry, stopped looked at me and said "Hey, Mom wanna take a ride"? That was it, I jumped on that stupid beast. I got really too excited. We went less that 5 feet, and I managed to burn my leg(wearing shorts) on the muffler, and as a reaction to being burned, I dropped my right foot into the ground(wearing flip flops) to somehow stop this machine(like it is a bicycle or something) and ripped a toenail off. From start to finish less than 30 seconds of fun.

so much more work, than it is worth.

But I was thankful, that I burned myself on a Saturday night, because I had the next two days off to recover, like it was a sliver or something. Boy, I was really wrong. Today is Friday and I am still recovering. I thought the toenail issue was gonna be a bigger deal, nope the burn took center stage, and God as my witness, I will never so much as think of getting on one of those four wheeler type things again. I don't care if they burn a trail to China on that damn thing, I am cured of thinking I am biker chick.

What better way to make myself feel better, than to make some baby back ribs. Ribs or any meat for that matter, never really lasts that long in my house. The summer is the best time to have ribs on the grill, and I usually make homemade macaroni and cheese and collard greens to go with it. But that is a whole nother story to be continued......

Remove the membrane off the back of the baby back ribs go to this you tuber to learn how. Once the membrane is removed. Combine the all the spices, salt and pepper, plus the vinegar and maple syrup and rub the ribs until all the mixture is rubbed in. Place in plastic bag and marinate over night. About two hours before you want to serve the ribs, pull them from the bag, place in aluminum foil and roast in a 300 degree oven, till almost done. Pull them out and slather with Stubb's and grill on charcoal grill until done, and enjoy.

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